Swallowing the Seas

A gunshot exploded in the escort car, bang!

The entire rear window burst in an uproar, just as the motorcycle rider in front had sped up and stopped with a sharp bang.At the same time, Bu Chonghua jumped out against the sky full of glass, sat firmly in the back seat in the air, and shouted: "Let's go!"

Without his ordering a second time, the motorcyclist was about to start, when suddenly two sharp beeps came from not far away—beep!Beep!

When Bu Chonghua turned his head, his pupils froze suddenly.

A very familiar big silver G was parked by the side of the road. Through the car window, Jiang Ting could be seen sitting in the driver's seat with a face as heavy as water. The co-pilot was Wu Yu with a completely pale face!

"Can you still hold on?" Jiang Ting asked in a deep voice.

Wu Yu was wearing a hospital gown, with Jiang Ting's thin coat on his shoulders, and said hoarsely, "Yes."

Jiang Ting said, "Okay."

The next moment he pulled the handbrake and kicked the accelerator, the G65 roared like a beast, and rushed out like lightning at the same moment the target motorcycle started!

"The command center reports to the Municipal Bureau, the command center reports to the Municipal Bureau, Jin O5365 police car crashed at the south entrance of Changyi Tunnel, repeat again Jin O5365 police car crashed at the south entrance of Changyi Tunnel!"

"Report! There was a shooting and robbery at the scene of the crash! Four motorcycles shot at the police car and robbery!!"

"The traffic police at the scene have no firepower, request emergency support!! Request emergency support!!"

……

The Jinhai City Public Security Bureau was in chaos. Walkie-talkies and telephones rang one after another. Everyone in the hall on the first floor was running and shouting. Cars with various license plates roared out of the iron gates. The police cars in the jurisdiction gathered together and rushed to Changyi District in the north of the city.

Song Ting sat quietly behind the large solid wood desk in the director's office, like a gray sculpture.

He didn't make a sound, didn't move, didn't even breathe up and down, half of his body didn't enter the heavy air, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes extended to the shadows, melting into the dark and difficult light and shadow.

A figure finally turned around from the window. It was the old secretary in the interrogation room, with a soothing tone: "Old Song."

Song Ping closed his eyes.

Neither of them said anything more. After a long time, Song Ping finally opened his mouth very, very lowly and slowly, "Sometimes I really wish I wasn't so old, and I could go back to 30 years ago, even 20 years ago..."

The old secretary patted him on the shoulder, and a long sigh slowly disappeared into the silent air:

"...Who isn't?"

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At the same time, the inter-provincial expressway tunnel in Changyi District.

With a whimper, the motorcycle sped out, knocked the barricade into the air, and flew away in an instant.In the next second, G65 rushed out of the tunnel, like a silver lightning, and rushed down the viaduct biting the motorcycle!

Beep!Beep, beep, almost all construction vehicles passing by on this road, one after another desperately honked to avoid, and some had to turn into the emergency lane and stop one after another.Bu Chonghua gritted his teeth on the back seat of the motorcycle and turned his head. He saw that the 65 horsepower of the G[-] was exerted to the extreme under the helm of Jiang Ting. It rushed to the front with a wave of air!

Big G and the motorcycle were driving side by side, the passenger window was lowered, and Wu Yu shouted in the strong wind: "Bu Chonghua!"

Bu Chonghua held the gun tightly in his left hand, and for a moment his eyes didn't move, he just looked at the pale familiar face in the car window, and his extraordinarily dark and deep eyes.

"Stop, Bu Chonghua." Wu Yu looked at him, his voice was low and tired but full of pleading: "It's too dangerous."

The police cars on the viaduct in the back gathered rapidly, the red and blue lights flickered into one piece, and they hurriedly honked their horns with the wind.Bu Chonghua finally moved his gaze away abruptly, glanced back, and then turned to Wu Yu, with a cold hook on the corner of his mouth: "Where can I go if I stop, go back to the prison?"

"you……"

"While going back to prison, I hope that group of trash can help me avenge me for 20 years in my lifetime, or do I regret killing Peng Wan every day behind bars, instead of bringing you to a heroic sacrifice in the kidnapper's secret room?"

Wu Yu stared at him unable to make a sound, one hand was tightly gripping the car door handle, and his disfigured joints were bruising.

He may have never been unconscious for so long in the hospital bed, his eye sockets have been completely sunken in, his eyelids are extremely obvious, and his brow bones are sharp and abrupt.The motorcycle rider and the big G galloped close to each other, and for a moment they were very close, and Bu Chonghua even saw his own shadow from the depths of those pupils.

He raised the gun with his left hand, and used the muzzle of the gun to pick Wu Yu's hair behind his ear in the violent wind. His tone of voice at that moment could almost be called gentle:

"Do you still think that I am the most perfect person you have ever seen?"

Wu Yu's eyes widened slightly.

"...I have not been educated in the perfect moral character of your elite class..."

"Bu Chonghua is the best person I have ever met in my life, and also the most perfect idealist..."

"Out of that door, the sun will still rise tomorrow, and you are still the perfect, excellent, and glorious Bu Chonghua. I shouldn't have met you in the first place!"

……

The self-deprecating, difficult, whispering, cautious and hopeful voices of the past sounded from all directions, tearing into pieces with countless pictures in the wind, and then went away in an uproar.

Bu Chonghua looked at him and smiled.

"—Wu Yu!" At this time, the sound of the big G suddenly increased, and Jiang Ting shouted decisively: "Hurry up! I'm about to get stuck!"

Jiang Ting's familiarity with handling this car may be on par with Yan Yan's. Braking, shifting, and stepping on the accelerator all in one go, the pointer on the instrument panel is gradually approaching the terrifying 260, overtaking the car inch by inch at the speed of life and death, he will use this reinforcement The modified steel body forcibly blocked the way of the motorcycle rider——

But at this moment, Bu Chonghua raised the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger, bang!

The side-view mirror disappeared with a crackling sound, and the big G tire reflexively drew a thrilling S!

Jiang Ting didn't say a word of national curse, and turned back the steering wheel in a flash, only to see that Bu Chonghua aimed the still smoking muzzle at Wu Yu's forehead without hesitation: "Stop! Otherwise, my next shot will be wrong." Take a taxi!"

The corners of Jiang Ting's eyebrows trembled, and he let go of the accelerator while speeding, but at this moment Wu Yu reached out and held the hot barrel tightly: "Go!"

"Wu Yu let go!" Jiang Ting shouted angrily.

"It doesn't matter, let him shoot!" Wu Yu roared with hot blood: "If I die, you will hit me up, don't slow down!"

If I'm dead, you just bump up.

Bu Chonghua looked deeply into Wu Yu's sharp eyes. He was indeed so thin that he looked like a different person, but his face was full of unspeakable explosive tension; The deepest, most powerful and true side hidden in the book is forced out from under the humble and self-deprecating appearance.

Sharp-edged, fierce and decisive.

"..." Bu Chonghua finally let out a trembling breath, and ordered the rider in a low voice: "Hold on to your balance and get ready to go down at high speed." Then he suddenly grabbed the barrel of the gun from Wu Yu's palm, and his thumb bounced off the safety Pick the pick, click the bullet into the chamber, and said coldly:

"Just treat your Bu Chonghua as dead in the secret room."

Jiang Ting: "Wu Yu!"

The next moment, Bu Chonghua's gun was deflected, and the windshield of the rear seat shattered with a bang, and Jiang Ting slammed on the brakes amidst the loud noise!

The big G tires rubbed two black marks on the ground, drifted and flicked to an emergency stop, the front of the car turned 90 degrees abruptly, and the two people in the compartment were slapped back on the seat backs by the seat belts at the same time.

The four motorcycles roared away, and Bu Chonghua's side face disappeared into the billowing smoke. He seemed to be staring at the car all the time, and finally turned into an indistinct black spot.

There was a muffled bang, it was Jiang Ting's extremely light fist against the side window, and he took a breath before forcing himself to suppress his emotions, then turned his head and asked Wu Yu, "How are you?"

In the distance, a police car was approaching with its horn honking, red and blue light reflected in the rearview mirror, flashing and flashing in Wu Yu's pupils that were squeezed to the extreme, like the sternness and scarlet that burst out when the arc of a knife was unsheathed.

"...I thought that one day he would leave me." He said hoarsely, "but I didn't expect it to be in this way."

Jiang Ting stretched out his hand, pulled him over and patted his back, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Several police cars sped forward along the direction where the motorcycle disappeared, and the others stopped one after another. Yang Chengdong, whose face was covered in blood, was helped out of the car. one slice.

"One day," Wu Yu's sharp eyes reflected the endless road in front of him, and he said softly through his teeth, "One day, I will let him go and come back..."